Chapter 9: Girl in the Mirror

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When Crystal's lips pulled away from Draco she couldn't help but gasp. That was her first kiss ever and Draco made it everything she ever wanted. To her it was something straight out of a fairy tale. He was so gentle and so sweet she could feel it with every passing second that their lips touched. She couldn't believe her first kiss was with her best friend that she had known her whole life.

"I told you a Malfoy gets what he wants." Draco smirked, he wasn't sure if she had ever been kissed, but he didn't care. It was something he had dreamed of ever since he saw her for the first time in years this summer. He couldn't get it out of his head and now that he had finally kissed her his mind felt at rest. She was everything he always wanted. And because of that fact, the kiss was perfect. In fact it barely felt real , it was so amazing to him.

"You win this battle" Crystal let her blue eyes lock tightly with Draco. She was enchanted by the love that she saw flowing out of his grey ones. Right now, she felt so lucky and right now, she felt like nothing could ruin her day.

"I better because I'm not done." Draco leaned forward and grabbed her cheek softly with his hand. "Crystal will you have the honor of being my girlfriend?"

If her gasp before wasn't heard by Draco before, this one was. She was shocked. Okay so he kissed her, but she wasn't ready to have a boyfriend. Not yet at least. She had to get this whole matter sorted out. If Dumbledore believed she had to be put in protection, then there was no way she could be with Draco. He would carry on in the world she was breaking free of and she would be with her friends fighting for good.

"What's wrong, Crystal?" Draco asked a bit shocked. He figured she would agree right away, but the fact that she gasped and looked as if she was deep in thought gave him a fright. What could she possibly be thinking? Then it hit him "Crystal if you don't want to you don't have too." He added quickly. He feared that maybe before she left America she had a nasty break up. Maybe that's what was holding her back. Maybe she was afraid to be in one then and if that was the case, Draco really wanted to beat up the guy who made her afraid.

"Draco, I'm sorry" Crystal hung her head. She had to figure things out one thing at a time. "I will need time to think about this."

It was not was Draco wanted to hear. He felt his heart give a slight twinge of pain. She had to still be heart broken, that had to be it. "Don't worry, your happiness is all that matters to me." He smiled as best as he could and planted a tiny kiss on her forehead.

"Thank you Draco" Crystal grabbed his hands and held them tight "You've been nothing but kind to me." She didn't give it a second thought. Forgetting about the crowd watching her she grabbed Draco tight and pulled him out of the Three Broomsticks for a walk. "Come on, let's have some fun."

Draco was surprised once again, but this time by her excitement as she pulled him out of the Three Broomsticks to the lonely path that leads the shrieking shack. She had a smile on the whole time and Draco couldn't help but smile too. She was gorgeous. But then again, it was making his heart hurt. She didn't accept, she said she'd have to think about it. Why would she need to think about it? Was it really her heart had been broken…or did she like someone else? Like Longbottom, or one of the Weasley twins…or worse Potter?

"Draco are you even listening to me?" Crystal said in anger as she stopped walking and blocked his path.

He was of course ignoring everything she said, he was too busy lost in his thoughts, but he couldn't let her know that. "Forgive me-"

"I don't want to hear it, I don't forgive you." Crystal crossed her arms and pretended to pout. She knew Draco was thinking hard about why she said she needed to think about it. But she didn't want him too. Yes, it was a good thing that he was most likely wondering if she liked someone else instead, but right now she wanted to keep him happy and thinking about other things.

"What do you mean you don't forgive me?" Draco stood there ready to pout as well, only his would be genuine. He seemed to be taking her very seriously right now.

"Exactly how it sounds you nut" Crystal smirked and stared at Draco. His face was still etched with pain and worry. She really hope it didn't last long. If it did she'd have to tell him something. But what could she possibly tell him that would make this better? She didn't want to spin more lies then she had too.

"You aren't…" Draco started but then realized she was joking around. He narrowed his eyes and joined in her teasing "I'm going to have to talk to your brother."

"Tell him all you want, but you see I'm the Dark Lord's favorite." Crystal flipped her hair playfully and kept walking "So anything you say will be null."

Draco couldn't help but laugh. "This may be true, but once word gets out that you are mine, I will become greater than you." He smirked and grabbed her arm, forcing her to face him.

"I never said I was yours Mr. Malfoy." Crystal couldn't help but smirk. She was trying to be as serious as she could, but that wasn't working. She loved being with Draco and couldn't help but smile. She couldn't tell you why she felt this way, but her heart was just tugging for her to smile and enjoy every second with him.

"I don't know what you are talking about Mrs. Malfoy." Draco teased as well. He was starting to lighten up and no care that she didn't give him a straight answer. The more he thought about it, the more he realized she was not one to rush into big decisions. She liked to wait and calculate her thoughts to the right possible outcome. Now was no exception. He knew this was true and a trait she had not lost because she didn't give the Dark Lord a straight answer, but as of this afternoon, she seems like she is ready to make the decision. So that took about two months, maybe with his luck it would only take her about a month to decide. Wishful thinking for him right?

Draco let his thoughts carry him as they walked down the snowy slush path to the shrieking shack. Crystal didn't mind at all, she knew he had a lot to think about and she remind silent until she felt something land on her head. She panicked at first, but then realized it was a letter.

"What's wrong?" Draco said at once after she let out a squeal.

Crystal didn't answer she was already bending over to pick up the letter that was on her head. She stared at it carefully before scowling to herself. "Nothing" She sighed and pocketed the letter.

"Who is it from?" Draco asked cautiously noticing her calloused tone.

"Just my parents, I'll read it later." She smiled shaking off her mood at once. She had to stay composed. This day was all about Draco. Whatever her parents wanted could wait. "Let's forget about it and have some fun, okay?" She said warmly.

Draco couldn't help but nod. He wanted to have a good time and if she was willing to brush this off then he would too.

And that's what they both did. They brushed it off as if nothing happened and ended up having a great day in Hogsmeade. Crystal and Draco stood in front of the shrieking shack for a while talking before they headed back into town to go to Honeydukes, where they splurged on candy. Once they were done at Honeydukes, they decided to head back to the castle for some time in the Slyhterin common room before they headed for dinner.

Dinner, for Crystal was a strange event. She was used to being around Slyhterin's, but it was unusual for Pansy to be hanging around when she was there. And tonight, Pansy was there and more annoying than ever.

"Draaacoooo" Pansy whined as she pushed Crystal out of the way so she could hang on Draco. "How come you hung out with that Gryffindor scum all day?" Pansy put her arm around Draco's waist as Draco held back his urge to roll his eyes. At one time in his life Pansy wasn't annoying, in fact she used to be sweet and a good friend, but lately it was as if she realized Draco was a boy. Whether that was true or not, Draco didn't care. All he knew was that he did not care for her whining little self.

"Don't talk about my sister that way, Parkinson." Theo snapped immediately without looking at Pansy. He had turned to his sister to see how she was taking it. She looked pretty passive as she sat there pushing some peas around on her plate. She looked tired and amused, so she must be okay with Pansy's rude behavior or she was ignoring it in general. He could never tell with her. She was always so…in different.

"She's still a Gryffindor and I don't know who you are kidding Nott" Pansy growled and ever so slightly dropped her arms off of Draco so she could talk with her hands. "Have you seen the friends your sister hangs out with?" Pansy let out a nasty laugh. Both Draco and Theo balled up their fist but didn't get the chance to say anything.

"Have you not looked in the mirror, Pansy?" Crystal let out her second laugh for the day as she stared at Pansy who was looking at her in puzzlement. "I am sure if I pulled out a dictionary your name would be under ugly tart." Crystal smirked her finest and went back to pushing her food around. She knew it was her upbringing that was coming out as she lashed at Pansy, but she didn't care. Crystal felt deep down inside Pansy deserved it. She knew that Pansy was just another heartless Slyhterin prick.

Draco and Theo couldn't help but snicker, but Draco's snicker fell short at the nasty glare Pansy was giving. Pansy was furious. Usually Pansy was able to walk all over who ever she wanted. Pansy was a princess, she got what she wanted and she'd be damned if this Gryffindor who came from a long line of Purebloods would stop her. "Nott, I don't see why you are calling me a tart. I know you've been with the Weasel twins, that Fatbottom, and probably whoever else you could get your hands on in that god forsaken house." Pansy kept her cool, but her face was red with anger. She hated this girl.

Crystal smiled despite it all. "And let me tell you" pulled away from her food once more and looked at the enraged Pansy. Crystal knew this game oh to well and she knew how to break it all too well. "The twins were one hell of a night. And Longbottom, even better than Draco here" Crystal said with a wink.

Pansy's jaw opened and closed several times, though she wasn't the only one. Draco looked taken a back as well and Theo, well he looked a little sick. None of them could tell if she was serious or not. And no one really knew what to say but finally Pansy closed her mouth, and smirked. "I doubt anyone's better than Draco, isn't that right dear?" She said confidently as she put her arms around his shoulders and smiled sickly.

Draco didn't want to respond to that. He had never, ever done anything with Pansy. But he didn't have to say anything. Crystal was on a roll and was laughing really hard. When she finally stopped she wiped her eyes from the tears that started to form and responded lightly. "Doubt you would know that. Draco's been with me every single night and you've been where?" For the second time Crystal shocked everyone around her.

Pansy just sat there for a bit with a scowl on her face before she finally stomped off and let go of Draco. The minute she left, everyone in the area who witnessed what happened couldn't help but laugh till tears were pouring out. But once all the laughter was aside, smiles turned into frowns as curiosity set into the Slyhterin's.

"Crystal…" Draco started but didn't know how to ask. He felt rude and didn't want to ruin anything so he was having a hard time finding his words. Luckily it seemed Theo was on the same thought process.

"Crystal, you didn't…" Theo started as well. He was having trouble too, but he swallowed hard and carried on "You know, do anything with the twins and Longbottom did you?" He finally questioned.

Crystal couldn't help but smirk. "Fred! George!" She called loudly over to the Gryffindor table. All heads turned to her and the twins who heard her call. Everyone seemed puzzled by what was going on, but the twins gladly smiled and came over near the Slyhterin table.

"Yes" Fred started with a smile, ignoring the Slyhterin's completely.

"Our dear Princess, how can we be of service?" George bowed and followed his brother's suit and ignored the Slyherin's and only focused on their good Gryffindor friend, Crystal.

Right now, Crystal was so glad that the twins were so playful. She was enjoying herself too much and wanted to have some more fun and the twins would go with almost anything. "My brother and Draco here think that we…" Crystal raised both her eyebrows twice and gave a sly smirk. The twins looked at her puzzled for a moment then it must have clicked because Fred threw his arms around Crystal and held her around the waist tightly.

"Crystal and I are a little special you see." Fred smirked and looked at Draco and Theo. They looked disgusted. The twins and Crystal had to bite their lip to contain the laughter that was ready to seep out from the death glares that they were giving.

"It's true, I can't keep my twin off of this fair maiden." George shrugged and walked off leaving Fred and Crystal there with the Slytherin's.

"And a fair maiden she is." Fred quickly let go of Crystal and gently pulled her off the bench. Crystal didn't argue as he spun her around and held her tight "Now if you excuse me, my dear Princess Crystal has been away from our castle too long. I must bring her back." Fred smirked with a bow before quickly pulling her out of the great hall, leaving stunned and angered Slyhterin's.

Crystal and Fred met George outside of the great hall with giggles and laughter. "Thank you, that was too much fun." Crystal grinned at her friends.

The two twins couldn't help but stare at her in amazement. "You laughed" George said while blinking at her.

"Such a cute laugh, Princess" Fred laughed once more as he patted Crystal on the cheek. He actually meant it too, though with his humor he doubted she noticed it. But he was fine with her not knowing. He didn't want her to fall for him. No not after what he overheard with Draco. After Draco had said 'I love you' they pulled the extendable ears right away. He would have liked to have heard what she said, because he did have feelings for her, but he knew better. She was a pureblood from a true pureblooded family. She could not get mixed up with him. No, she would probably get betrothed with Draco. He wasn't going to break his heart over that.

"Although, I see something wrong with this" George tilted his head and looked at his twin. "Why were we stealing her away from her boyfriend?" he questioned remembering earlier as well.

"My boyfriend?" Crystal asked as she furrowed her brows.

"Malfoy of course" The twins said in unison as they began walking.

Crystal smiled and followed them as they headed up to the common room. "I'm not dating Draco." She shrugged as if it were obvious.

"You don't have to lie to us, we kinda…" Fred started and turned to his twin.

George put a gentle hand on Crystal's shoulder "Heard what he said. The whole 'I love you' thing" George smiled. He didn't honestly care if she went out with Draco or not. He saw how happy she was with him and to him that's all that mattered. Yes, he was a slimy Slytherin, but right now that may be her only hope. If she stays close to him she can be on both sides of this war. George thought she was brave enough, she would make a better double agent than Snape would. Who even knew if Snape was on their side or not…he would rather it be Crystal, the sweetest girl he knew over Snape the nasty man he knew.

"I figured that, but that doesn't mean I said yes you dunderheads." Crystal rolled her eyes. She wanted to say yes for some reason, but she knew she couldn't. She had to get a couple things straight within her head first. There was too much going on and she had to figure out what she was going to do. Once she talked with Dumbledore, then she would know her answer.

"So you said no?" Fred asked with a bit of hope shinning in his words.

"I didn't say anything." Crystal shrugged and started to walk faster. She didn't feel like talking about this. She had a great day and she wanted to keep the serious things off of her mind for some time.

"You just snogged." George teased with a slight laugh. They all saw them kiss, they couldn't help it. They were a couple seats away. George personally felt bad, but Fred actually wanted to know what was happening. He thought that was weird of his twin, but he had a hunch or two.

"We didn't snog" Crystal pushed George lightly as she avoided a trick stair. "But apparently Fred and I did." Crystal winked at Fred. She felt like their behavior was rubbing off on her, but she didn't mind. It wasn't a bad thing to have humor and be playful, unless you are around purebloods.

"How did that get started anyways?" Fred asked honestly.

Crystal covered her mouth with her hand and stifled a giggle. "Parkinson, I can't stand her. She said I am a tart, slept with the Weasel twins and Fatbottom." Crystal shrugged simply repeated the events from earlier.

"Who are the Weasel twins" Fred said while clearly playing dumb.

"Screw the Weasel twins, whose Fatbottom, he sounds like a right out babe!" George pushed his twin aside and got real close to Crystal acting interested.

"You two are ri-" Crystal started as they finally made their way to the Fat Lady, but was cut off by a stern voice they all knew to well.

"Miss Nott, there you are." Everyone quickly turned around to see Professor McGonagall looking very somber. No one knew what to think, so they stared at her and waited for her to carry on. "Would you mind coming to my office, I'm afraid something has come up."

Crystal blinked for a moment before she responded. "Something came up?" She questioned as she raised her eyebrow.

"Yes, I'm afraid so." Professor McGonagall stared at her student carefully as she held her arms together. Crystal didn't seem to find anything wrong, that was a good sign, but yet this would make it so much harder on Professor McGonagall.

"If it's about the exploding pots it wa-" George started explaining, but was cut off.

"No, I know Miss Nott had no involvement in that." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. She did want to say something about that, but she knew she had bigger things at hand. "This is much more serious, please follow me." Professor McGonagall motioned with her hands down the stairs.

Crystal wasn't sure if she wanted to or not. She had no possible idea what this could be about, till she thought about the letter that was stored deep in her pocket. Without giving it a second thought she pulled the letter that had been crushed and unfolded it to read it. She ignored everything around her as she let her eyes carry the words laid out on the paper to her heart.

Dear Crystal,

I'm really sorry, but I cannot do this anymore. This life is no longer for me. It never was for me. I wanted to be free, free like you. But recently it's been too hard on me. It's been even harder knowing you will no longer be free. I cry and shudder to think that you could have the same fate as me. No, your fate has been harsher…despite that, please be strong. I could not carry on, but you can.

I do not want to serve The Dark Lord anymore, but that doesn't mean I don't love your father and your brother for their decision. And yes, your father. Not the one you grew up with, rather your real father. The one I have always loved. He does work for the Dark Lord and he will care for you. I asked him too as a friend, even if he doesn't know you are his daughter, for me I am sure he would.

I am sorry I cannot give you his name, but I feel its better this way. I don't want there to be an uprising. I want there to be peace and harmony, but I am afraid for us that will never come. So no matter what you do Crystal, never forget you have a choice and the choices you make can affect your whole life.

I know I haven't always protected you from your father's wrath like I should have. I was a coward, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. You are my daughter, I will forever love you.

-Love,
Mom

Crystal finished reading it with tears lightly trickling down her face. She couldn't believe what she was reading. But she knew one thing for sure, this was related to what McGonagall wanted to say.

Crystal blinked a couple of times before her arm fell loosely to her sides. Slowly she looked up at McGonagall with heavy eyes. "She's dead right? That's what you want to tell me." Crystal growled with emotions that didn't feel familiar to her.

"Yes, your mother is dead if that's what you mean." Professor McGonagall breathed in a heavy voice before she looked down the paper that was balled up in Crystal's fist. "What is that, if I may ask?" She questioned pointing at the letter.

Crystal didn't answer. In a flurry she stomped off and shoved the letter at Professor McGonagall. She ignored the calls she was receiving from the Twins and ran off to where ever her feet lead her. What else would she do? She wasn't really sure what she was feeling. She never had any attachment to any of her family except for her brother. Her mother as far as she was concerned let her get sent to America and if she never cheated on her 'father' she wouldn't have had such a horrible life growing up. But as she found out, her and her mother weren't very different. They were actually extremely a like. Yet, they weren't. Crystal knew if she was in her mother shoes she would have fought with courage and would have found a way to be the one she loved. And if she couldn't do that, she would fight and live, but not just fight but really fight. She would fight to help bring down Voldemort because she would be an easier position.

Crystal kept running as her mind flew with thoughts. She wasn't happy about this, she saw her mom as weak. No, she always knew her mom was weak, but this confirmed it. Any bonds that had formed during Christmas break were being shattered. Her mother was nothing more than another war causality she didn't know. But yet that didn't stop her cheeks from getting wet. She still felt like there was a hole ripping from her heart, but why? What did her mother, who watched her get hit with curse after curse when she was a child, mean to her?

She stopped running though the minute her body crashed into something solid. She immediately fell straight to the floor and took in her surroundings. She had somehow managed to run herself into the dungeons. Her feet had unknowingly to her, lead her closer to her fellow purebloods, to the people who could fill in these strange questions and feelings.

Slowly she finished looking around and stared at the pale hand that was in front of her. It took her a moment to realize who it belong too, finally her eyes locked with a dark onyx pair. She didn't know why but she found comfort and familiarity with in them.

Crystal grabbed the hand and got up slowly with the help she was offered.

"Try and watch where you are going, Miss Nott." Crystal locked eyes once more as she acknowledged Professor Snape. She realized as she listened closely, his words were not harsh and cold, they actually sounded slightly concern. She couldn't help but blink stupidly at him. "I am guessing you would wish to see your brother?" He asked in a strange voice. It was as if he was trying to find his own emotions. Crystal couldn't blame him though, with how emotionless he is all the time it must be hard for him to interact with students. But for Snape that wasn't the case, he was so used to being emotionless because of the gaping hole in his heart that now that he had found some emotions he didn't know how to put things into words.

"My brother?" Crystal whispered in a distant voice. She shook her head no. You would think she was there to see her brother. That her feet had lead her down to the dungeons to see her brother, but she wasn't. her feet lead her there to see Draco and only Draco.

"Yes, Theodore Nott" Snape filled in at her confused look. He actually was feeling sorry for her. She looked as if she was in shock. He couldn't figure it out, she looked lost, confused, and shocked all at once, how could she be going through all that and still be standing? Maybe it would be best if he took her to the hospital wing or even his office for a potion to calm her. How had Professor McGonagall broken it to her?

Crystal shook her head once more "Not Theodore, no…" She kept shaking her head as she rested a weary hand on her forehead. She continued to shake as she mindlessly stared at her shoes and run her hand through her long black hair.

"Miss Nott, I am sure you are going through a lot of shock right now, why don't you come with me to my office?" He suggested hopeful he could do something for her. He had never seen anyone in the state she was in. He could only imagine what was going through her mind. She was one mysterious child.

"No" She said firmly as she finished shaking her head. She stared confidently at Professor Snape as she folded both hands in front of her as if she was praying. "I need to see Professor Dumbledore." Her mind was set, she no longer looked shocked. She looked confident. And she was, she knew what she had to do. She wanted to be on the side that was fighting against the cause of death, worry, and fear. She wanted to help the Order of the Phoenix. She did not want to become what everyone wanted her to be. She did not want to sell her soul. She wanted to fight for the good of the wizarding world.

Professor Snape blinked at her for a moment. He didn't know what to say, she was so determined. She knew what she wanted and whatever she wanted to say to Professor Dumbledore, she had to say it. That much he could tell and who was he to say no? "I surely can't help you?" He asked double checking there was nothing he could do. He wanted to help her, he truly did, for several reasons. But she was hard to figure out. If it helped her by going to Dumbledore he'd do it. But if he could help her himself, that would be even better for him.

"No" She said confidently, but still with some respect in her voice.

Snape nodded and listened to her request. He walked as swiftly as he dared with her in his wake. Together they made their way to the headmasters office. He was glad she was willing to walk to fast because they made it there in near record time. And of course the minute he knocked to let her in, it was as if Dumbledore was waiting for her. He was sitting in his desk doing nothing but seeming to wait.

"Thank you Severus" Dumbledore smiled warmly as his eyes twinkled, not at Snape, but Crystal who took a seat across from Dumbledore. She was still determined. "You may go" He nodded curtly to Snape, who nodded back and reluctantly left. He really did want to stay and see what Crystal had wanted to say to the headmaster, but he knew better to pry. And he also knew that as far as she was concerned, Snape was on Voldemort's side, so who knew if she actually trusts him or even valued him.

"I've been expecting you for some time now." Dumbledore smiled easing the air around them. He knew she wasn't afraid, rather she was just cautious.

Crystal seemed a little shocked at his words, but then she knew better than to question. "Yes, I've had a lot on my mind lately." She admitted with a smile.

"One your age forced into such things is surely to have a lot on their mind." Dumbledore said simply as he waited patiently for her to get her emotions off her chest.

"You make it sound as if you know what I'm going to say Professor Dumbledore." Crystal stared in amazement, but again did not fully question. Maybe Snape really was for good and had already warned Dumbledore of her predicament.

"I know bits and pieces, but I want to hear what you have to say Miss Nott." Dumbledore smiled as he peered down his half-moon spectacles at her.

Crystal remained serious though. She didn't produce a smile. She knew how serious this was. This was her life, she had to get this out no matter what. "It all started during Christmas break really…" Crystal said a bit wearily. To her it honestly started a lot earlier. Much earlier in fact, it started from the moment she was born. All the abuse she took, that's when it started. "I had been sneaking out of my room when I first ran into him." Crystal closed her eyes now and took the chance to take in her memory for what it was. "He had taken a liking to me almost instantly. That night he even asked me to sit next to him at dinner." She opened her eyes again and looked at Dumbledore who was still smiling at her and waiting on her every word. "I didn't like at all. Every time during break that he request my presence, I would get sick. I couldn't hold anything I ate and I felt on edge. I hated it. I still hate it." She said burning with passion. To finally get this out and to be able to feel like she was going somewhere meant the world to her. "Then right as we were leaving he asked me to join his rank, to become a Death Eater." Crystal swallowed hard. She was beginning to feel sick all over again just thinking about it. It was no different than how she felt during break. It was starting all over again. "I didn't know what to say. This is not what I wanted. I am not like my family, Professor. I want to be free. I don't want to be one. All I could do was tell him I wanted to finish my schooling, but I fear that won't stop him. The minute I go home, I'll be wanted." Crystal shook her head. Dumbledore didn't dare interrupt, she was getting everything out and he knew that's what she needed. He could tell because she was fidgeting around and looking very sick. She really was nothing like her family. "I don't want what the Dark Lord believes to be glory. I don't want it. Can you blame me? After being friends with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Neville and all the other Gryffindor's, how can I be one? Their lives have been changed greatly by his actions. It makes me so sick!" She cried out as the tears were streaming down her face. It was Dumbledore's time now. He knew for sure.

"You are a very brave girl and very wise." He smiled brightly at her as she continued to let tears stream down her face. "So I am sure you know that this will not be easy."

"I know and I am ready for anything." Crystal smiled confidently.

"Then I will give you two options Miss Nott" Dumbledore's smile wore off as he became serious, though he never lost that twinkle. "You could show a lot of courage and put yourself in danger by being a spy, or you could be put into the best protection the Order has to offer." He said while leaning forward with his hands folded "I implore you to think this through and you are in no rush. If Voldemort listens to your request and lets you wait until you are out of school, you do have some time."